#blake. starter

[mazeheart]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 ; 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 elena navarro @starsdrew

as he locked eyes with his fellow demigod , a growing smirk appeared on blake's face. " well , well , well , " he approached with a sort arrogance. " what brings you to a place like this , huh ? "

[asexxxualerotica]

Breaking in the Belladonna

~ A Rewilding Starter ~

~ Faunus Muses Preferred ~

Blake kept her head low as she walked along the side street towards the local book store. Despite the bright daylight and calm atmosphere of the town around her, she couldn’t help but shrink back and stick to the shadier edges. So much had changed in the past few weeks—the Fall of Beacon, the White Fang’s hostile take over of Vale, the Rewilding. Even if most people were adjusting to the new status quo, she kept finding herself waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Of course, constant anxiety was no good for the nerves, and a nice, calming break at the bookshop would hopefully give her the chance to breathe that she needed. She even let out an audible sigh as she stepped through the little boutique’s front doors, the jingle of the chime causing her bow to twitch for a moment. Without hesitation, she turned to the romance section and began pursuing the shelves.

Unaware that her arrival had not gone unnoticed.

[loveshard]

closed starter for @mcrshmcllow based on this

"you're mumbling," blake cautioned, the wavering of their voice a tell-tale sign of struggle. he withdrew from position, eyes reaching for theirs from between spread legs, willing to give a chance to redeem themselves, prove how good they could be. he was particularly fond of the idea, listening to a intimate reading of their favorite book meant for his ears and his ears only. as an avid reader of trashy magazines, heat being his personal favorite, he was curious to see what laid beyond the tabloid rack. "louder. or you'll go back and start again." a tease, knowing how far they've already ventured into the story. going to the beginning of the chapter would extend the ordeal. not that he opposed, his calendar was cleared for the rest of the evening and he enjoyed watching them squirm above him.

[we-the-witch]

"What does a god understand about being alive? Being human is better."

[toothxandxclaw]

Open to M/Masc NB Potential Relations: Spouse/Fiance/Partner, FWB, Friend, Incest/Stepcest, etc.

Blake had brought the other out to the edge of the property the pack lived on, to the edge of the trees that surrounded it. He backed the other up slowly until their back was pressed against one of the trunks and he stole a brief, hungry kiss before he leaned to let his lips brush their ear.

"I'm giving you a small head start," he purred in their ear, "then I'm hunting you down. And the moment I catch you? I'm fucking you into the dirt." He nipped the edge of their ear before slowly pulled back, a dark, hungry smirk tugging at his lips. He gave the other a slow once over, his smirk turning a bit feral.

"Run."

[mackmontgomery]

mack 📲 blake.

Mack: What's your venmo!!! @blake-michaels

[townofcadence]

@castleemporium liked for a starter!

The bell jingles as he passes through the door, and Jace glances up at it, before returning his attention to the shelves. There's loads of neat things already even by the entrance, and with a spring in his step, he moves further inside.

At first, he glances around to see if he can spot the proprietor, but the more he sees, the more he forgets he was doing that in favor of staring with the biggest, brightest eyes at any tchotchke he can spot, and picking up one or two to feel with his hands. A musician at heart, when he spotted an old cello amongst the antiques, he played with the strings, plucking them and grinning at the earthy tones.

[immcrtalsx]

"Hey you," Rix said as he opened the door to Addison, "Meet Koda. I thought since I'm back in town permanently, I'd get myself a running buddy," he explained, putting the husky down and grinning, "I adopted her from the shelter, she's very friendly. What do you think?" he asked.

@howmcnythings ( Addison Blake )

[nothingleftofyou]

it took an earnest moment for wesley to realize a joke had even been uttered. they had been waiting for him to react. probably, to laugh. "sorry," he said instead, not unkindly although somewhat dry. "i think my sense of humor's trapped in a jar somewhere."

[mazeheart]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 ; 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 sora bu @worstdroughts

" some people just don't know how to take a joke , " blake shook his head as a chuckle escaped. " anyways , i had to give his watch back , but boy was it funny while it lasted. "

[kinkiskarmas]

open to: m, 30+ preferred.

muse: theodore blake, 36, he/him, teacher.

plot: y/m is at a conference with theodore in regards to their child / niece/nephew / younger sibling etc's performance in school. maybe they have an idea on how to get theo to pass them . . . up to you!

"Look, I'm truly sorry," Theo pushed his glasses up his nose as he met the gaze of the person sat in front of him, a sincere, apologetic look in his eyes. Resting his hands on the table, he skimmed through the child's portfolio with a heavy sigh. "At this rate, they're just not going to pass the class."

[loveshard]

based on magical/supernatural/fantasy AUs: "i’m a vampire and no i’m not gonna turn you into a vampire you idiot"

muse: blake ford (he/him), mid 20s, sexually fluid, international model

verse: vampire (tvd inspired)

"i'm not what it is that you want, but you won't find it here. find another blood sucker to bother."

[hemat0lasluts-a]

open to: f, m, nb.

test muse: blakely greyson, psychology professor.

blakely stood at the front of the lecture hall, her voice commanding attention as she addressed her students. the room was filled with eager faces, notebooks open, pens ready. today's topic was one that always drew a full house: the psychology of serial killers.

“good afternoon, everyone,” she began, her tone measured and professional. “today, we're going to explore the intricate and often disturbing workings of the minds of serial killers. this is a subject that requires us to confront the darkest aspects of human nature, but it's essential for understanding the full spectrum of psychological behavior.”

she paused, letting the weight of her words settle over the room. “serial killers are not born; they are shaped by a complex interplay of biological, psychological, and environmental factors. to start, many of these individuals exhibit traits of psychopathy—a condition characterized by a lack of empathy, superficial charm, and manipulativeness. these traits often stem from abnormalities in brain structures, particularly in the amygdala and prefrontal cortex.”

blakely clicked to the next slide, which displayed detailed brain scans highlighting these areas. “research indicates that the prefrontal cortex, which governs impulse control and moral reasoning, shows reduced activity in many serial killers. this diminished function can result in a lack of guilt or remorse, making it easier for them to commit heinous acts without the emotional weight that would deter most people.”

she moved around the podium, engaging her audience with direct eye contact. “however, biology is only part of the equation. environmental influences, such as severe childhood trauma, abuse, or neglect, are common in the backgrounds of many serial killers. these experiences can warp their emotional development, leading to difficulties in forming healthy relationships and a propensity for violence.”

blakely's expression grew more intense as she delved deeper into the subject. “it's also important to consider the role of early behavioral patterns. many serial killers start with smaller acts of violence or cruelty, often toward animals or peers. these behaviors can escalate over time, especially if they're not addressed early on.”

she leaned against the desk, her demeanor serious but approachable. “our goal in studying these individuals is not to excuse their actions but to understand them. by analyzing their behavior, we can identify warning signs, develop better intervention strategies, and hopefully prevent future tragedies.”

blakely concluded her lecture with a thoughtful look. “in the end, understanding the mind of a serial killer is about more than just solving a psychological puzzle. it's about improving our ability to protect society and offer help to those who might be on a dangerous path. thank you for your attention today, and i look forward to our discussion.”

the room erupted in applause, and blakely smiled, knowing she had sparked the curiosity and critical thinking of her students.

[general-kalani]

"You know, I still don't understand. Who put that lady in charge? Doesn't anyone recognise she's an assassin and therefore would have no idea what to do about business practices? Am I the only one focused on this and questioning it?"

[packagecfgirlyevil]

open one liners. blake avery. late 20s, bartender, bisexual.

"honestly? i don't even know what you're doing here. we said we weren't going to see each other again."

[toothxandxclaw]

@slvttybvys liked for a starter | Forest from Here

Full moons were always a lot of high energy. Mix that with the fact Blake had been having a bit of a dry spell lately and…he was a bit pent up. He’d been hoping running around that night would work off some of that energy, but so far that plan wasn’t working. His skin felt tight. If anything, his needs were stronger tonight, and he was out of luck on satiating them. At least he thought he was.

He caught the scent of someone on the air. They weren’t pack, and oh they smelled good. What were they doing out here in the middle of the woods in the middle of the night?

He started to stalk after that scent, his paws quiet on the forest floor, his large form blending in to the trees in the dark. A deep need clenched in his belly when he finally laid golden eyes on the man in their territory. He was beautiful, and this close he smelled even better. To the point Blake slowly stalked out of his hiding spot, starting to approach the man.